Chapter Twenty-Six

"Where's my father?" Vincent calmly asked the security guard. He's in front of their mansion's gate. And for almost six years, this is his first time to stand in front of it again.

"Sir, you're not allowed to enter—" Vincent pushed the security guard and tried his luck to enter but five men suddenly showed up from nowhere and hold both of his arms to stop him. He doesn't give a damn if he's not allowed inside or not. He wants to talk to his father and no one can stop him from doing that, not even Benedict.

"Get your filthy hands off of me or else I'll be forced to fight every one of you," he said as he stop struggling from their grip.

The security guard swallowed and slowly remove his hands on Vincent then, later on, the five men also did the same. Vincent is their boss' son and all of them know that if they continue stopping him, Vincent wouldn't hesitate to tell them but they're also just doing their job.

"Sir Vincent, we're just doing our job," t